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Movie Review: Pippa (2023)

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3.5 Stars (out of 4)

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Pippa is a welcome counterpoint to the many mediocre war films Bollywood has churned out in recent years. This adaptation of the autobiographical book The Burning Chaffees by Brigadier Balram Singh Mehta balances family drama with well-shot battle scenes.

At first, Pippa seems like Top Gun with tanks. Set during the run-up to India’s war with Pakistan in late 1971, Balli Mehta (Ishaan Khatter, playing the book’s author) is his squad’s best leader, but he’s a bit of a maverick. While training on a new Russian amphibious tank nicknamed the Pippa, Balli ignores commands to return to shore, pushing his crew and their tank into deep water. Men and machine survive unharmed, and Balli celebrates by wooing a pretty Russian translator in the film’s only — and very entertaining — dance number, “Main Parwaana.”

One thing to notice in “Main Parwaana” is how long many of the shots are and how few edits are used to piece the finished number together. That’s only possible because Khatter and Leysan Karimova (who plays the translator) are such talented dancers, but it’s a technique director Raja Krishna Menon reuses later in the film to make for some gripping action sequences.

Despite the story’s early focus on Balli, Pippa isn’t about a singular hero, but about where he fits among his fellow soldiers and within his military family. Balli’s father died in combat decades earlier. Balli’s upright older brother Ram (Priyanshu Painyuli) followed Dad’s career path and enlisted Balli against his will. Their sister Radha (Mrunal Thakur) is in medical school, where her interest in cryptography catches the eye of India’s secretive Communications Analysis Wing.

All three siblings play their part in the war, with Ram assigned to go undercover with freedom fighters in East Pakistan (now Bangladesh) and Radha deciphering coded messages from West Pakistan. After a brief punishment for his tank stunt, Balli is sent to the front, where he hopes to reunite with his brother and repair their contentious relationship. Being able to jump from one sibling’s vantage on the war to another gives a comprehensive view that connects the narrative in a natural way.

Khatter has the most to do in the film, and he’s more than capable as the story’s fulcrum. But terrific, focused performances by Thakur and Painyuli are essential to Pippa‘s success. The rest of the supporting cast is also quite good, including Chandrachoor Rai and Anuj Singh Duhan as Balli’s comrades Chiefy and Speedy, respectively.

Pippa has some great period details, including Radha’s killer wardrobe. Best of all are the tanks themselves. The way they roll slowly, menacingly over the terrain while belching clouds of dark grey exhaust makes one appreciate filmmakers who utilize physical props, not just computer generated effects. Scores of extras enhance the movie’s realism.

After all, the ultimate point of Menon’s story is to showcase the effects that war has on people. The characters state explicitly that this conflict is not just about one country versus another — the reductive way many directors have framed their movies about the 1971 war in recent years — but rather a war against tyranny. The suffering of the people of East Pakistan is centered, with Indian soldiers seeing themselves as agents to alleviate that suffering. Balli’s mother (played by Soni Razdan) reminds him that they were refugees after Partition, too, and seeing the dire state of the refugees on his way to the front helps him become the responsible leader he needs to be. It’s a refreshing, humanizing perspective.

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Movie Review: Chef (2017)

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2.5 Stars (out of 4)

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The first half of Chef is delightful. The second half is repetitive, with remarkably low stakes for the main character.

Writer-director Raja Krishna Menon’s official adaptation of Jon Favreau’s 2014 film Chef relocates the story first to New York, and then to India. Roshan (Saif Ali Khan) is a lauded but temperamental chef working in a fancy restaurant in New York City who loses his job when he punches a dissatisfied customer. His coworker Vinnie (Sobhita Dhulipala) suggests that Roshan’s uninspired cooking of late might be reinvigorated by a trip to Kerala to visit his pre-teen son Ary (Svar Kamble) and his ex-wife Radha (Padmapriya) in the city of Kochi.

After many years away from his son, Roshan is delighted to find that Ary is as much of a foodie as Roshan was at the same age. He takes the boy up to Delhi for a tour of his childhood haunts in his neighborhood of Chandni Chowk, including an uncomfortable reunion with his own estranged father (Ram Gopal Bajaj), who disapproves of Roshan’s career choice.

Back in Kochi, Radha enlists her rich, handsome boyfriend Biju (Milind Soman) to make Roshan an offer designed to keep him in India: a ramshackle double-decker bus to refurbish into a food truck. Roshan gets over his initial insult, seeing instead an opportunity to work on the project with Ary and strenghten their relationship. Still, Roshan longs to restore his reputation and reap the financial rewards of a triumphant return to New York.

As one would hope from a movie so titled, there is a lot of tantalizing food on display in Chef. A mouth-watering sequence in which Roshan cooks tomato chutney is alone worth the price of admission. It’s part of a strong first half which takes its time introducing the characters and their relationships, leaving enough room for the camera to linger on some gorgeous grub.

There’s a moment where it seems as though Chef is going to delve into anti-capitalism, with friends of Radha’s mentioning Che Guevara and Vinnie referring to Roshan’s New York loft as a “middle-class trap.” But after that, the importance of money in Roshan’s life seems more a matter of convenience. It’s very important when he needs to give Ary an excuse for why he must return to New York, less so when Roshan explains to Ary the work ethic he learned as a poor apprentice cook in Delhi. Money is readily available for the duo’s impromptu Delhi trip or to dress up the food truck to the nines.

In Chef’s second half, the action slows down and scenes repeat themselves. It becomes increasingly clear that Roshan isn’t going to face any real consequences for his previously neglectful behavior (or for his desire to once again physically distance himself from his son). Radha and Ary are only ever annoyed with Roshan for a few minutes, forgiving him as soon as he whips up something tasty by way of apology.

Roshan himself is in constant need of validation, whether he’s seeking praise for his cooking or showing off one of the many other skills he’s mastered, from dancing to guitar playing. It’s presumably borne out of his own truncated childhood, having run away from home at fifteen to escape his father’s enmity. Still, it’s odd that no one is willing to even challenge Roshan’s attention-seeking behavior, let alone demand that he behave like a grownup and get over himself.

Roshan’s childish streak makes it hard to sympathize with the way he parents Ary, who’s hardly allowed to have an emotional reaction at all before Roshan corrects him. Invariably, Ary responds with a glum, “I’m sorry, Papa,” prompting Roshan to tickle him as they both laugh. Despite a likeable performance by young Svar Kamble, Ary never feels like a real person.

The same can be said for Roshan and Radha. Khan and Padmapriya are good in their respective roles, but the characters are written with such limited emotional ranges that the story feels incomplete. Likewise, supporting characters like Vinnie, Biju, and Roshan’s dad don’t seem to exist outside of the main plot, only materializing when Roshan needs something.

Chef falls short of what could have been, especially considering how well it starts. Nevertheless, those in the mood for food porn will find plenty to savor.

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Movie Review: Airlift (2016)

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Airlift2 Stars (out of 4)

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The evacuation of 170,000 Indian citizens from Kuwait following Iraq’s 1990 invasion is an inspiring tale that deserves a far better movie than Airlift. Writer-director Raja Krishna Menon’s version of events is a snore.

One of the perks of translating a real-life event to the big screen is that one can eliminate all the boring bits and focus on the drama. Instead, Menon forces the audience to endure interminable scenes of characters talking on phones, sitting in meetings, or waiting in hallways for meetings to start. It’s maddening.

Menon uses his creative license to condense the various heroes of the real evacuation into one man (because it’s always one man in Bollywood): Ranjit Katyal (Akshay Kumar). Ranjit’s character setup is pretty good. He’s quickly established as a hard-partying, unscrupulous businessman who encourages his Indian driver to embrace life as a Kuwaiti. Thus, we know that by the end of the film Ranjit will be a conscientious and generous Indian patriot.

Ranjit’s wife, Amrita (Nimrat Kaur), is almost always unhappy with her husband. When she’s not upset with his drinking, she’s mad that he’s putting the well-being of others ahead of her and their daughter. The role itself is not great, but Kaur is great in it. She’s head-and-shoulders above the rest of the cast, with an authoritative voice that commands respect.

The invasion of Kuwait opens with a startling blast and a few grim executions, but the tension subsides almost immediately. Iraqi troops lackadaisically trash stores and homes, and one makes a vaguely rapey gesture at a woman. The general in charge threatens Ranjit so nonchalantly that Ranjit’s not entirely sure that he’s being threatened.

For the most part, the Indians’ nationality protects them, since the Iraqi troops are only interested in harming Kuwaitis. With no end to the hostility in sight, the real problem is how to get about 170,000 Indian citizens — many poor laborers without passports — to safety.

As in many other Hindi movies, the enemy of progress is Indian bureaucracy. With the embassy staff having fled, Ranjit is stuck in Kuwait without knowing who to call. Sanjiv Kohli (Kumud Mishra) — the Foreign Office staff member who happens to take Ranjit’s phone call — is reluctant to help because the Gulf States aren’t his department.

Kohli’s character is a huge missed opportunity to inject energy into the film. He never so much as raises his voice at the succession of ministers who ignore him, content instead to wait quietly outside their offices. Mishra delivers his lines at a snail’s pace, as though trying to lengthen his time on-screen.

Whereas Kohli represents a missed opportunity, another supporting character exists only to annoy. Mr. George (Prakash Belawadi) is an unrepentant curmudgeon who complains through the whole film. His only contribution to the plot is that he finally pisses off Amrita so bad that she yells at him on Ranjit’s behalf. He’s far too irritating for that one scene to justify his presence.

The only supporting character worth a darn is Ibrahim (Purab Kohli), a helpful guy whose subplot gets a touching payoff at film’s end.

Part of Menon’s problem in adapting the story for Airlift is one of scale. He condenses the heroes of the story into one character, but still makes that character responsible for all 170,000 Indians in Kuwait. How is it possible for all of them to be living on the grounds of a single school simultaneously? How many cars would be needed to drive all of them across the border in one night?

It would have made more sense for Ranjit to be in charge of a few thousand evacuees, with his efforts setting the template for the rescue of the rest of the Indians in Kuwait. Making him responsible for all 170,000 people highlights logical impossibilities that can’t be ignored.

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